Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 36 Murong Xumu
Seeing that part of the python's huge body was still wrapped around the branch, Wang Chen crawled over, lifted the python's tail and pulled it up.
Xiaoyao looked at the hard-working Wang Chen and asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"
"Looking for the demon core." Wang Chen didn't even raise his head and just focused on picking up the snake corpse.
Xiaoyao was startled: "Do you think that the demon core is the cabbage in the farmland?"
“Isn’t it?” Wang Chen remembered that in Baihua Market, the cultivator’s demon core aura was not strong. In his opinion, it was just a demon beast of the second level of Qi Condensation. For mortals, such a demon beast could call the wind and rain and was omnipotent, but for cultivators, it was just a common occurrence.
This question choked Xiao Yao so much that she angrily said, "Of course not. The demon core is the essence of the demon beast's demon power. Low-level demon beasts have mediocre demon power, so how can they gather a demon core? Even if they can, it will only be the size of a sesame seed or mung bean. Therefore, it must be a demon beast with a certain level of Taoism to be able to gather a demon core..."
As she spoke, her eyes widened she watched Wang Chen escape a green demon core the size of a finger joint from the snake's head and casually wipe it on his clothes.
"Such a big demon core?" Xiaoyao exclaimed in surprise.
"This thing actually has such a big demon core? But it can't even bite through your yellow eggshell?"
"That is not a yellow eggshell, it is the transformed body of Vajra." Wang Chen pushed the snake corpse under the tree, and there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
"Transformation through magic formulas, how is that possible?" Xiaoyao was stunned. She remembered that when she was in Qinghu Bay, there was indeed a cultivator who shouted out the term "transformation through magic formulas".
"Could it be that Wang Chen has really cultivated to the point where the spell can be transformed into a human form?"
"It took less than a year?"
This is actually what confuses Wang Chen. Why can the skills he has cultivated naturally reach the level of transformation of skills that ordinary practitioners have to study for several years or even decades to reach?
He himself knew very well that although he had mastered the few spells he often used, he was definitely not as clear as a mirror without dust, which was a necessary condition for the spells to take shape.
If there is anything suspicious about this abnormality, then the Dao Fruit in the body is naturally a major suspect.
According to legend, each Dao Fruit has a different meaning. Wang Chen simply quantified it and understood it: "Since it is possible to have a cultivation aptitude +1, a fire attribute formula +2, and a speed +3, then why can't it be all skills +1 or the practice of the technique to a high-level automatic form."
If this assumption is true, then if I really cultivate a spell to the point where I can transform without relying on Dao Fruit, what will it be like? Secondary transformation?
Just as I was looking forward to a bright future, a rustling sound came from under the tree, as if something was turning over the fallen leaves in the forest.
Wang Chen and Xiao Yao leaned over to look down, and saw a red centipede as thick as a human thigh, attracted by the blood of the python corpse, crawling over. The dense sound was the sound of countless blade-like legs crawling.
The man and the spirit looked at each other: It seems that the danger in this forbidden forest is really not to be underestimated.
"Are you going to kill it too?"
Xiaoyao looked at the centipede crawling on the python's corpse with disgust.
"I don't have the time."
Wang Chen looked at it for a long while and was sure that the centipede was just in the stage of condensing its energy and must not have a demon core. He didn't have the time to destroy the ecology of the forest, so he lay down on the thickest branch very naturally.
Putting his hands behind his head, his thoughts inexplicably drifted back to Huangpo Village. At that time, he was also lying on a tree, looking at the moon, and envying the cultivators flying in the sky.
It was also at that time that what he wanted most was to get out of the mountain.
But when I walked out of the mountain, I found that the things I wanted were getting more and more, but they were becoming more and more out of reach.
My thoughts gradually drifted away, as if touching the full moon that was not as bright as the one in my hometown... Before I knew it, a night passed.
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Logically speaking, in a small place like Qinghu Bay, it was a big deal that a casual cultivator beat up the local emperor Bai Linhu's most beloved only son in Jufulou.
However, this incident became as insignificant as dust compared to the Red Lotus Holy Fire Sect's Holy Maiden Shui Yunyao descending from the sky in a bright red sedan chair and holding a wedding in Qinghu Bay.
Perhaps the act of watching the fun is like a nature deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Or maybe everyone firmly believes that the phoenix will not land where there is no treasure.
After just one night, Qinghu Bay attracted the attention of countless cultivators in the surrounding area.
Bai Linhu was worried about this and had put Bai Qinglin in solitary confinement to prevent this troublemaker from provoking some big shot who should not be provoked.
Now Bai Linhu felt that he was very wise. He raised his head slightly and looked towards a handsome man in the middle of the hall of Baihua Gang.
Even though he was the leader of a gang that dominated the area and a cultivator who was about to build a foundation, he inexplicably felt that the luxurious hall he had carefully decorated was not worthy of the person sitting in the middle.
It was obvious that Murong Xumu also thought so. He sat in the middle of the hall. Standing around him were the important junior cadres of the Baihua Gang, including Bai Linhu, who lowered his head in front of him.
Sitting under him was a large chair made of condensed ice, which looked as luxurious as white jade. His white wrists stretched out from the pale blue sleeves, and his elbows naturally touched the back of the chair, which served as a fulcrum to gently support his handsome, expressionless, yet somewhat evil face.
The degree of tilt in her sitting posture is perfect like a sculpture, and her sky-blue hair falls down so silkily.
Murong Xumu, the core disciple of Guanghan Sect, and the consumer of the Five Elements Ice Dao Fruit.
The existence of Daoguo, a natural and magical being, will more or less affect a person's appearance. The obvious influence on Murong Xumu is his fair skin that is enough to make women jealous, his blue pupils as deep as an extremely cold ice cave, and his strange blue hair.
Among the cultivators, there are those who are good at martial arts, and there are also those who are good at magic. Guanghan Sect is the top holy place that specializes in the five elements of water magic. Murong Xumu's ice magic is already superb. There are rumors that there is a dragon haunting Moyang City, and Murong Xumu froze the river with just a wave of his hand, and froze the dragon into an ice sculpture.
Bai Linhu felt a little disappointed. A monster like a dragon was born with a high-level bloodline. When it reaches adulthood, it is stronger than an ordinary foundation-building cultivator. Even if there were ten of him together, he would not dare to provoke it. However, he was killed instantly by the young man in front of him.
In terms of age, Murong Xumu was half his age, but at this moment he could only serve with his head lowered.
The purpose of Murong Xumu's coming here was naturally for what Shui Yunyao had done yesterday.
From Shui Yunyao falling from the sky, to their marriage, and finally to the experience of taking the wandering cultivator hostage and flying into the sky, Bai Linhu recounted it all with his frantic brain.
He didn't dare to hide anything because Murong Xumu also belonged to Tian Gongzi's faction, which meant he was on the same side as Shui Yunyao.
"Could it be that Shui Yunyao left some mistakes in her work that need to be solved by Murong Xumu?" This thought flashed through Bai Linhu's mind, and he quickly covered it up without making any expression.
